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Nov 2018
RUN
I tap on my forehead
The middle is where it starts
I tap on the floorboards
Therefore my mind leaks
Through the floorboards.
Comatose
Most know the idea
By most I mean me
You see, no one knows
That all I touch breaks.
Shea
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Shea  21/Genderqueer/|*
(21/Genderqueer/|*)   
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